Paint Pouring Abstract Art

Creating and finding nature:

What do you see when you look at these? 

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All are for sale.

 

Nature in Art

Always learning. Always trying new things. Experimenting new techniques, bringing colors together and adding a piece of nature...a Tree, a Flower, more to come. All for sale if any of them move you. 

email lori.osterman@gmail.com 

 

Gift ideas

 Coasters and ornaments, photos in frames, these are some of the most excellent things. Fluid art, showing color in motion, emotion in colors. What do you see when you look at these? 

What do you see?

 City Tree 

I love to craft. Be creative. In what ever form that shows up in. Right now, I'm loving putting paint onto canvas. Currently, just graduated from 8x10's to 12x12, and amazingly techniques I was struggling with on an 8x10 are coming out beautifully on the 12x12. Why? Enough practice on what not to do or just more room to experiment on...a little of both? Whatever it is...I can't wait to graduate to an even larger size canvas. :) If you are interested in purchasing one of my paintings, please send me an email. Lori.osterman@gmail.com
 

 Imagine

Abstract painting. What do you see when you look at me?

When I created these 2 paintings, I used the same colors, same technique, but I reversed the color order and used a black base for the top and a purple base for the bottom painting. Both beautiful, both different, but what do you see in them? Leave a comment and let me know.

 Life

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Fluid Art. Abstract Art

 Underwater

I love these two paintings. The Pink flower below I almost threw away. I thought it had too much texture, too much pink, and then it began to dry and the different pinks began to pop. The Underwater painting above is what my eyes see. Creatures floating, swimming around a dark sea. Do you see what I do?

Pink Peony

 

#Fluidart #Paintpour #Newadventure If you are interested in purchasing any of my work please, send me an email. Lori.osterman@gmail.com

Goodbye

Do you know how long I've waiting

to feel you love me?

Others say you do

but words don't pierce the heart in love

like words of hate do

You say we are too much alike to get along

you say such things happen

it's nothing to get hung upon

I've forgiven the words

blocked out the sorrow

held on to hope

walked hopeless awhile

We can't now have what never was

you're on your way home

~high above

I've walked without you for so long

it's odd I would want you now

time is gone for us

to mend the wounds

and erase the space

that we've grown accustom to

Would feel more empty

than empty ever could

I wish for you a safe travel

to find the peace you've been searching for

but my last selfish wish would be

you say my name once more

before you cross the clouds

 and meet heavens door.

Life

A fish who longs to be in water
A bird who can not wait to fly
A snake who wishes to recoil
 A mole searching for better ground

Sky so lifted to give space
Moon afraid to show his shape
Hides behind a blanket of night
Stars blink to share their light

Oceans anger crashes down
Beaches lying with the sand
Rocks climb to stand tall
Wind watches them all fall 

Mountain tall enough to roar
Let loose his inner being
Earth was burned
to begin again.
Gave life back to the living.

I'm not just a Mark

 I'm not just a Mark.

I'm a Book Mark.

Have you heard of them? 

They are all the rage.

They take you so many amazing places.

They are highly revered, some not so much,

but that's the beauty of the Book.

There's something new in each one.

From start to finish, and in between

an adventure to go on, 

a mystery to solve, 

a lost love to cry over.

Then this is where I come in...

I Mark the spot. 

Whenever you need to,

grab a cup of coffee, a tissue, use the Bathroom...there I am.

To keep your adventures right where you left them.

Yes, I'm a coaster ~ it's what I do

 Not many think I'm necessary, 

until it's too late.

Then you wish you had me.

You'll think, "ugh, if only."

And I'll know.

You should've had me from the start!

Let's Resin

Pocket Hugs ~ I can hug all day!

 One? Two?

How many hugs will do?

Keep me in your pocket, save me as a locket, hold me in the palm of your hand.

I'll always be here,

when I'm needed.

I live to see you smile.

I'll hug you all I can

and when you need another,

here I am.

Strength, comes from within ~ coffee helps

 

It's light but heavy.

It's your insides that help you get out.

It's what your heart says to your mind

that pushes you through.

Some days you'll need help from others, there is strength in that too.

There is strength in your soul, that leads your body to the great you'll do.

Today, tomorrow...it will come.

When it does, you'll be ready, because that strength was all you!

Coffee helps.

                                              

                                                            

Gnome with Coffee ~ slay the day

In a world filled with Fast, Fast, Fast.

Let that first cup of coffee go down slow.

Let it be like a fine wine, in the morning,

A flavor to be savored.

You think you want coffee for the 'pick me up'

but you need coffee for the 

'smile all day,'

it will give you,

if you appreciate it in the right way.

Coffee wants to be the reason you say,

"I can handle this day."

Coffee wants you to think of it 

in its own special way.

Maybe we should sit down, sip, savor, remember,

it will be coffee

that helped you slay this day!

 

Coffee Camper mugs ~ they live to feel your smile.

 

The right mug can say it all,

or nothing at all.

It lives to hold your happiness,

and be cradled within your fingers.

It loves to see your face when tipped into your lips.

Once it becomes 'your favorite'

there is no going back.

It must follow you everywhere,

for fear another might, "do for now."

It can not have you ~

cup-less

for it lives

to feel your smile.

Several items on the Coffee Camper available for purchase. 

Coffee, a hug in a mug!

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Who holds the key?

I've been behind these walls so long

I've forgotten where I've placed the key.

The handle rumbled once or twice

but no one curious enough to see

has ever opened the door,
to take a look inside,

and find 

Me.

Who holds the key

that fits this lock

to

open said door

and save me?

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Beginnings of a Kiss

There was that time

you kissed me.

That day you held my hand.

When you wrapped your arms around me.

Kept me from falling down.

Your gaze glued to mine.

Your smile so tempting

Those lips waiting

You pulled me closer ~

Crushed me into your chest.

Our hearts beating in rhythm.

Your hands slid down my hips.

Our fingers entwined

then your lips on mine.

So much learned from the 

beginnings of a kiss.

Chasing your dream

More than once

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Believing

Seriously speaking

is there any real meaning to 

the words I love you.?

For those watching, waiting, feeling

emptiness has sprung forth from the night

yet, during the light of day, a flower blooms.

They say there is someone for everyone

howbeit for one to never reach their brink to

never find their hearts desire...

for what is love if more than a feeling?

a courtesy in believing?

an avoiding of the loneliness

that taunts one through the night?

When the capacity does arrive

to unleash said web of lies

would one hold well

against the tow 

of the cheater?

Ah, the bliss of unfamiliar 

pleasured stares from eye to eye

feeling nothing yet seeing something

greed in the encounter?

lust from the divide?

For some the dance is well received

others wait to be chosen

but one reveries for a muse

then concludes their heart 

will never be stolen.

Wrapped within

I wouldn't want to be your coffee 

for fear I'd burn your lips

I wouldn't want to be the book you read

though you gently stroke the pages

with your finger tips

I would want to be your sheets

if I had one wish...

I want to be the one who you take off all your clothes for

and watch you crawl within

excited, soft and exposed

feel you rolling around and take me 

within your tight grasp

feel you tangle up with me

see your smile... 

so relaxed

I want to be the reason you tell all your friends

"I can't go out,

I'm all wrapped up within"

to see you so peaceful

to watch you smile

to know it is I

who warms you

for awhile

to feel your lips brush against me

to feel your heart beat

next to me

to know you sleep so gently

because of me

Ya, I wanna be your sheets!

In the shadows

Do you know how it feels 

to be

embraced by the shadows?

You think the fun is in the light?

but in the darkness

we are invisible

You don't want to see

what hides out in here

Takes a man without fear

to look beyond the light

and feel what hides

within the night.

In here there are no eyes to see.

in here no ears to hear.

steps taken so lightly~

sound swallowed

by silence

not wanting to be heard.

You wouldn't want to venture in

for fear it would consume you

The shadows hide behind open doors

they sneak up behind you

Don't turn 

you won't find them

the shadows 

find you.